Confidence begins to calm down.

As an intelligence officer, the most taboo thing is that emotions are influenced by events.

After carefully checking the things on his body, he changed out of his bag.

The Japanese in front of him ordered him to turn around and quickly take off all his clothes.

Pull out the torn clothes from the bag and put them on your body one by one.

After a closer inspection of the bag, except for a few tickets, there is only one good citizen certificate left.

"Please turn around!" Chongxin familiarly stuffed the buckles on his clothes into the keyhole while seeing the lieutenant turn around and began to say details: "When you lead people to chase, don't be too fast, just stare at them..."

After two consecutive battles, the elites under his command were very casualties. The lieutenant, who had not looked good, hesitated for a moment: "Why not cut off their heads directly?"

Chongxin said lightly: "Not only can you not kill them, you must also ensure the safety of all of them! If you don't want to be ordered to seduce the stomach."

Hearing the chill in the other party's speech, the lieutenant no longer struggled: "If you two go, will you underestimate the enemy too much?"

"This is not needed for your concern. You will make the Eighth Route Army that escaped east, believe me, I! I am still in the team now." After Chongxin finished speaking, he threw the changed clothes, shoes and even the crotch to a Japanese man with a figure similar to his, and his tone was cold: "Please change them all!"

The lieutenant glared at the somewhat reluctant Japanese.

The devil quickly lowered his head and saluted, and then began to change his clothes.

Chongxin carefully checked his clothes, inserted a short dagger into his sleeve, stuffed some inconspicuous gadgets into the cloth shoe mezzanine, looked at his subordinate who was changing clothes, and turned to look at the lieutenant: "According to the on-site investigation results and analysis of the intelligence department, according to the owners of these footprints, it can be confirmed that they did not participate in the direct operation, and they should be just peripheral personnel."

I understand what you mean, you are planning to set off long lines to catch big fish.

"Yes, the people from the Eighth Route Special Forces Group that really participated in the operation are my goal!" Chongxin smiled slightly: "Now, I need people from the east to live for the time being, please do not lose them."

"Don't worry, I'm also a Nakano graduate!"

Chongxin was stunned for a moment: "Very good. These suspects thought that setting up a few footprints would deceive me. Since most of them were heading west, it means that they might have important purposes in the west. Haha, I want to see what tricks they can play."

"The army in the west is encircling and suppressing the national army, maybe..."

Chongxin waved his hand: "You have participated in many actions, and you should know that what we do is more fruitful than what we achieve when we kill our opponents on the battlefield."

The lieutenant was convinced and said: "Jong Xinjun, if you find out the matter of the Eighth Route Special Forces Group, please give me a message!"

"There are very few people with the surname Chong in this area. Please call me Manager Zhong in the future..." Chongxin nodded, full of confidence: "Haha, I have to follow them... Next, I will give you orders through them!"

"Go away!"

Looking at Chongxin who had fainted into the dark shadow and another unknown elite, the lieutenant retracted his gaze: "All the warriors in the first team, change their clothes immediately!

For the first time, the lieutenant did not think that the Eighth Route Army's uniform was dirty and ugly when he dressed up as the Eighth Route Army.

Hundreds of thousands of troops gathered to clean up the national army guerrillas north of the Yellow River, which was simply not as good as his hatred for the Eighth Route Special Forces.

...

A crescent night.

There are thin clouds and breezes.

Several black shadows appeared on the road far away.

The two guys lying on the ground stared with big eyes: "Hey, it's a bit like the night attack team!"

"What kind of team he is, don't pay attention to him. Even if they have any benefits, it's not our brothers' turn. Maybe they have to run errands..."

After a while, a few black shadows turned into rows of men in black, and Ding Ling appeared in the sight of two spies hidden in the ditch on the roadside.

A voice muttered in a low voice: "I'll just say it, it's really a fucking night attack team... It's really rich, everyone riding bicycles... Alas, there are people behind them!"

A voice began to excitement: "Two seats in this car? How could there be so many people? Could it be that the Imperial Army made big moves again?"

"We didn't get notice, maybe it was a temporary action."

"Or why we'll join in the fun too? Maybe we can catch a fish in troubled waters?" "No, there is no Imperial Army, the detective team in front, and the security army behind... Why did these two dogs get together? What does this mean?"

"Hey, you call them dogs, don't forget that we are also members of the sergeant team..."

"Get out, it's wrong, they don't carry much stuff?" The puppet army went out with three treasures: sacks, rifles, and dogs.

"It seems that it's mostly because of the commander who is looking for the road to pick up the goods..." The voice was filled with endless envy.

Another deflated voice: "We can't get through this muddy water..."

The two of them watched all the targets pass by on the roadside, and waited carefully for a long time, and finally found that several people appeared behind them.

The two of them quickly lay down and didn't move, but couldn't help but mutter: "These guys are quite careful."

"You can accidentally lose a lot of money these days?"

"Hey, didn't the Imperial Army say that smoking is banned? Why did the people let the people grow big smoke?"

"This is not simple. The imperial army banned smoking on the surface and secretly let the people who were surnamed Lu tempted the people."

A voice was full of longing: "If there was no shortage of water, I would plant all the fields at home with smoke. I would plant them for one year, and I would become the richest man in the county in one year..."

"You are a nonsense. If you want to say that there are many lands and people, how can you compare to the guy named Yu? Also, the fans you make are valuable, and a small bag of one thousand oceans..."

"Hehe, I just said that the big smoke planted last year will grow this year."

"The crops are more precious than our lives. I have to drive a car to pull water to the ground by dawn."

"I said this world is really strange. We all can't bear to drink a few more sips, but we use water to grow crops."

"You know, can that thing be called crops? That's called making money..."

Seeing that the person coming was closer, the two stopped talking.

After waiting for a while, the people next to him finally walked past the road in front of him.

Seeing that no one came over, the two of them came back to their senses from some emotion, and naturally took out the tobacco leaves and stuffed them into the pipe made of the bullet shell, and then lit them.

"I said, the tobacco leaves soaked in the smoked water, which makes it really exciting to smoke."

"I tell you, you can touch anything, just don't touch the big smoke..."

"Haha, I'll smoke paper cigarettes. The big cigarette is golden. How can we afford it..."

In the marching team.

Li Laosan gasped and trotted all the way to Ma Liang who was sitting on the napping side of the bicycle: "Hey, Company Commander Ma, I just found that someone was hiding on the roadside..."

Ma Liang yawned: "No need to worry, they must think we are a detective team or a puppet army. The Japanese artillery tower in this area has not been perfect yet. When they go to report the news to the Japanese, we have already passed the blockade before dawn..."

Without receiving the order from Ma Liang to arrest the spy on the roadside, Li Laosan had to say shamelessly: "Hey, I've been running for almost two or three hours. Should we change to take the bus?"

Ma Liang quipped: "Didn't you say you can run away?"

"How could I know that I would run fifty-six miles in the middle of the night?" Li Laosan felt very uncomfortable. He carried a rifle worth more than ten kilograms and a big knife worth more than twenty kilograms on his back.

suddenly.
Chapter completed!